A Sunday school teacher gave his class an assignment to learn the 23rd Psalm by next Sunday because each was going to recite it to the whole church. A little boy named Bobby, just couldn’t get it all in his head, he struggled all week long. Finally Sunday comes and the church is packed out, standing room only, and suddenly it’s Bobby’s turn to say the Psalm.
His teacher whispered, “O.K. Bobby it’s your turn!” Bobby is shaking like a leave and sweating bullets, and then Bobby shouts, “The Lord is my Shepherd…and that’s all I need to know!”